Now That You're Back

Chapter4

Lena's POV

The rest of the week went by faster than you could say One Direction, now Lou and I were back at the house packing. Well he was packing, me being the intelligent one packed yesterday. Right now I was just packing my toiletries and carry on.

I grabbed my eyeliner pen that I think I've used once for a wedding and my mascara, usually I wear mascara every day but I just haven't lately, I've been to busy cleaning to have time.

I grabbed my straightener and even my curling iron, maybe I could change it up a little bit this summer.

After packing up my toiletries I decided to put on the outfit I chose for the airport. I slid on my black Ramones T-shirt (They were the first band I ever liked) loving how soft it was against my skin. Then I slid on a pair of ripped jeans that my mom bought for me that I had never actually worn before in my life. I slid on my black Vans that I'd had since the 7th grade, then grabbed a comfy hoodie to put with my carry on. I set my stuff downstairs by the front door than ran back upstairs to help Lou.

I walked into his room to find him laying on his bed staring at the ceiling. He turns to face me. A look of confusion passes over his face.

"Where did you get that shirt?" He asks.

"Lou I've had this since middle school. Do you not remember?" How could he not remember I literally wore this shirt any time I didn't have to wear my uniform.

"Oh yeah, I remember, it's just Haz always wears that shirt." Again with this damn harry boy!

"We'll that's cool I guess. Now lets go, we are gonna be late."

When the car pulled out in front of the airport I was literally scared to get out. The car was surrounded by screaming girls of all ages.

"Lou, I'm not getting out." I say to him.

"Come on Len they're just my fans, they won't hurt you. They're here to look at me." He winks at me. Slowly I open the door, for a second all the girls go silent and stare at me. Then they erupt in things like, 'who is she?' 'LOUIS I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!' 'Who is this slut?!' Woah hurtful!! I'm pretty sure I'm not a slut! I haven't even been on a date before!

Louis comes over to me and hands me my bags then starts to walk through the crowd. I watch as he stops to sign some girls arms and even foreheads. I never understood the girls obsessions with these boys, they were just regular people like everyone else, but I guess if I saw the Ramones I would've done the same thing.

Once we finally got into the airport and through security we found our gate and sat down.

"Those girls seem, pretty crazy about you." I wink at him. "I think they want the D LouBear." I say continuing to tease him.

"Okay first yes they do! I mean who wouldn't? And second, if you ever call me LouBear I will burn your shirt."

I gasp, this shirt is like my life! It's my obsession.

"You would not!"

"Try me love." He winks at me. Then I stand up and put my hands on my hips.

"You would never! And I am going to find a bookstore! I be back in a little."

Lou and I were sat in first class and I couldn't help but be disgusted by the way the female flight attendants oggled over him. I mean seriously he was 18! They were atleast in there 40's. seriously eww.

While Lou was watching movie after movie I was reading the book I had just bought. I think I read four books over the whole flight, and Lou probably watched three movies.